Evelyn was so scared she shook her head frantically. "No way!"
Preston Keaton chuckled, his eyes full of affection. "Scaredy-cat."
But he couldn't bear to let her try any dangerous activities.
It was as if, in that moment, he suddenly understood why Clearwater Bay had been furious after finding out he'd gone skydiving.
When you deeply care for and want to protect someone, you naturally don't want them to encounter any danger.
Preston gently pulled her against him. "Alright, time to sleep."
In the middle of the night, Evelyn Grant woke up in a daze.
The temperature was in the single digits, yet she had been woken up by the sheer heat.
She had tossed the hot water bottle aside. She was completely enveloped in Preston's embrace. Even in deep sleep, his arms were wrapped tightly around her, a constant stream of heat radiating from his chest. It took a great deal of effort for her to move his arm away.
